Day 904: The Forgetful Man

Day 904: The Forgetful Man

Unfinished: He didn’t know how long he’d been floating, weightless. It could have been forever. It felt like forever. The colors churned outside in their lightness, and their boldness and the music vibrating through the metal and transparent enclosure surrounding him...
Day 903: Work work work work work

Day 903: Work work work work work

Artwork tonight from Ralph McQuarrie. ‘Twas a work day today for both me and the Ho. A decent amount of building stuff to take care of, and then I jumped on some Flix work for the rest of the day, sprinkled in with some study.com work. Cooper used the screen...
Day 902: Home

Day 902: Home

I’m sitting in my own bed. That has to be one of the nicest things about coming home after travelling, right? Snuggling into your own bed. It’s sagged and dipped and creased over time right to your perfect proportions. The sheets smell like home, your...
Day 901: Wiped

Day 901: Wiped

Man…the Ho and I are *wiped out*. Which of course means that we’re old. Got up a bit later today, which was nice. Went and had donuts with the fam and then we walked around a nearby park for a bit. Said hi to some pups there. Then it was time to hoof it on...
Day 900: Doctor Scott

Day 900: Doctor Scott

My brother is now a doctor. Technically, it’s called a DPT…a doctor of physical therapy. He graduated. From Northwestern. He’s a doctor. It’s crazy. I’m so incredibly proud of him. We were speaking tonight as we were walking back from the...
Day 899: Grad Eve…

Day 899: Grad Eve…

We’re in Chicago. That reminds me all of the sudden that I freaking haaaattteee it when people post “[insert town name], I am in you” as a tweet or status update. Yeah, friends, I’m lookin at you! Can we all join hands and agree it sounds a bit...